The faces of the dead, at least the ones I had seen shortly after their passing, expressed a range of expressions. Some appeared puzzled, as if the fi...nal moments of their lives had been quite mystifying. Some plainly showed a rictus of misery, especially those who perished from trauma. Some appeared as if they had seen just what they’d hoped for, their faces composed in total repose, even joy. I liked to imagine that these few had been lucky enough to die at home, surrounded by those they. "Her hands were everywhere, much as I tried soon my bra was off and my pants, I stood pressed to the wall totally naked."I felt her hand on my back, "Turn around lets see you, lets see if your tits are as firm as I thought, come on I must make a sale.I turned almost pleading, "Look I'll buy them but please just go," she smiled at me, "Nice tits, firm, round, good size nipple, not long but good and stumpy perfect for a good licking but oh that bush, have you never shaved your snatch"?"Please,. Delphine was sitting across the table from me. Her dress was tight at her breasts and long-skirted. The pale blue highlighted the darkness of her skin. It was over coffee that the work started. Libby stood. “Ladies, gentlemen, Delphine will leave us now. It’s not that anything particularly secret will be discussed but she gets bored witless by anything political.” “Except you,” said Delphine with a smile as she stood to leave. She discreetly blew a little kiss to me as she strolled out of the. I didn't either but I wasn't hungry, at least I didn't feel hungry.When Edith started calming down, I took a closer look at her. It had been two years since I last saw her. Edith was still extremely beautiful. Her green eyes seemed to grow greener every time I saw her. Her 34B breasts seemed to get firmer every time I saw her. Her straight brown hair seemed to get smoother every time I saw her. The only thing that didn't change since Edith had grown up was her height; she was four inches.